Stray Bullet

I lived in a row house in Pampark
that's a place you don't go after dark,
But I wanted some eggs
thought I would stretch my legs,
when a stray bullet just met my mark.


Got hit in my butt by a bullet
the Doctors could not even pullit,
Now I lie on my side
and I no longer ride,
I have problems just trying to s-it!
Copyright © | Year Posted 2007

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